Chapter 1462: 推演

A Creator God with human characteristics...

Everyone was dumbfounded; this was utterly incredible.

That supreme, unparalleled demeanor, that transcendent and terrifyingly ancient form, inspired an indescribable sense of awe. This ancient and terrifying primordial life form had emerged, yet no one dared to utter a sound.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Rong Cheng was so terrified that he got goosebumps.

He had, at that time, briefly met and conversed with this being... He had thought it was the leader of the prehistoric universe, but little did he know it was the Creator God, whose consciousness had briefly reawakened?

Even further away.

Nü Yi, the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother, and others, their eyes gleamed with excitement.

The ancient Destroyer God had conversed with them, founded the Heavenly Sound Sect, and was preparing to return to and reclaim his authority over the vast universe...

"He succeeded!" Nü Yi exclaimed excitedly.

"Since the great destruction of the prehistoric universe, after more than 14 billion years in the new era, I had fallen into oblivion, my divine consciousness scattered. But today, I have fully returned; my ethereal projection, a convergence of the cosmic will, has completely vanished."

The Destroyer God gazed down below, his eyes filled with the weariness of ages. He said calmly, "Everyone, your contributions are invaluable."

In the distance, three faint ethereal figures slowly appeared.

They vaguely appeared to be the Ultra-Ancient God, Renimanska, and Moon God Ji.

Zhi Zhu watched, utterly stunned.

Such immense auras belonged to three Eleventh-Tier beings...

But how could there still be three Eleventh-Tier beings?

The universe only had ten Great Dao seats. Currently, only he and Emperor Zun had ascended to Daohood, leaving eight seats vacant...

At that moment, a terrifying thought violently surged into Zhi Zhu's mind: Eleventh-Tier beings from the prehistoric universe... They had already been hiding in the shadows, making various arrangements!

Compared to them, he was like a child playing house.

At this moment, Emperor Zun stepped forward and asked softly, "May I ask, was it a success?"

The Destroyer God shook his head, gazing down calmly below, his expression filled with regret. "After an epoch, transforming my body into the Heavenly Dao, and wielding the vast rules of the Heavenly Dao in that realm, I still could not perfectly discern a viable path; to enter meant death."

"This path truly leads nowhere?"

The ancient Eleventh-Tier beings below, seemingly from the prehistoric era, held their breath.

"Although I still wield heavenly authority now, I dare not use too much of it. I can suppress my entire being..." the Destroyer God said calmly.

Meanwhile, Zhi Zhu, Tu Xin, the successive Bug Race Matriarchs, and others of this epoch dared not utter a sound. Their eyes burned intensely, and their minds raced with frantic thoughts.

Not a success?

What did he mean by that?

It must refer to the Twelfth-Tier realm!

In other words, although he had merged with the Dao at the Twelfth Tier, now that his consciousness had returned, had he fallen from that omnipotent, great Twelfth-Tier realm? Did he no longer possess the Creator God's Twelfth-Tier abilities?

Indeed!

To become the entire universe, to possess its mass, meant no longer being an individual life form. One would no longer possess a self; the vast cosmic life and torrent of matter would overwhelm one's entire consciousness...

This was merging one's body with the Dao!

There were no means of evasion!

They entertained these hypotheses but dared not voice them.

This was an overlord existence from the prehistoric universe, who, in a sense, had been the Heavenly Dao's will that governed them for 14 billion years—the former Creator God, the former Creator, who had just voluntarily stepped down and returned to self-awareness!

He was speaking of his insights from once being at the Twelfth-Tier!

Even having relinquished his authority, he was still a terrifying, ultimate existence beyond their imagination!

This was the true Great Dao itself!

Furthermore, despite having already merged with the Dao, he could still retreat from it, regain his consciousness, and articulate his insights from that realm... This immense power and grandeur truly surpassed the limits of their comprehension!

The vast and boundless Destroyer God, hovering high in the cosmic expanse like a colossal, ancient phantom of mist, created an unimaginable sense of awe, as if looking down upon a group of mortals on the ground of the nine continents.

The prehistoric Creator God suddenly lowered his head and glanced at them, a flicker of humanity in his eyes. "The formidable talents of this cosmic epoch are not bad either... but they can be evaluated further, depending on their future. The era must progress, and the universe must advance. The Twelfth Tier may not be impossible to breach, and even a future Thirteenth Tier... A path is forged by walking it."

"However, before that, the few of you, follow me." The Destroyer God's expression was calm as he vanished from the spot.

Everyone present, including Emperor Zun and the three Ultra-Ancient Gods, vanished along with the Destroyer God, entering a palace that had been instantly created.

Zhi Zhu, as an Eleventh-Tier being, brazenly tried to follow them in, but was refused entry.

Zhi Zhu felt a little awkward, but he also knew that during such a reunion of ancient beings, there was no way they would be allowed to listen in. It was simply impossible.

The entire scene immediately erupted into a frenzy!

"The Creator God! I never imagined the Creator God truly existed!"

"My heavens! The true history of the prehistoric universe!"

"Who would have thought our universe was so ancient!"

"But if the Creator God returned and regained his consciousness, wouldn't he have fallen from that realm? Could it be that the Twelfth Tier is truly an unreachable dream?"

"It cannot be breached by human power!"

"The Eleventh Tier is the limit of an individual singularity; the Twelfth Tier is the limit of a collective singularity!"

"Yes, I'm afraid it's impossible."

Discussions buzzed all around, and loud exclamations filled the air.

Even the Eternal Saints, Tu Xin, the successive Bug Race Matriarchs, and Zhi Zhu were dumbfounded, their expressions uncertain with astonishment.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Xu Zhi had returned to sit alone in the palace, lost in silent contemplation.

Having just broken through his realm, he naturally needed to contemplate and experience it alone... At the same time, he also sensed a great crisis.

He was about to break through to the Twelfth Tier using the Grand Universe Cultivation Method.

And his consciousness might begin to be assimilated...

"The trouble is significant; I need to deduce my future." Xu Zhi had appeared for only a fleeting moment not just to maintain the Creator God's mystique, but also because he realized the urgency of the situation.

He immediately began to deduce his future.

Boom!

Xu Zhi immediately entered the new Grand Universe Cultivation Method.

At this moment, the entire universe seemed to become a part of him. Every particle, every bit of energy and matter, the distant shouts of the Saints, their low growls, their shocked expressions—all became a part of him...

The entire universe was his body!

My body is the universe.

My mind is the mind of the heavens.

"In reality, at this moment, I have already become a true preparatory Creator God. Others are at the Eleventh Tier, but I am uncontrollably moving from the Eleventh Tier towards the Twelfth Tier. I can only avoid truly being assimilated by the will..." Xu Zhi felt a mix of complex emotions, finding it bizarre and fantastical that he had actually reached this point.

Xu Zhi furiously deduced, calculating the future of his Grand Universe Cultivation Method.

Suddenly, he vaguely glimpsed a faint image of his future self at the Twelfth Tier.